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I wrote and posted a letter to Henry, if everything turned out fine, it would amount to nothing; if everything went wrong, he would do right by it, I was sure.

By the time we got home, it was well after dark, but well before the darkest part of the night. I had been invited to several holiday celebrations, and had turned them all down, much to the annoyance of the producers, who rather anted me at their party as window dressing. I assured them that I had something that I needed to do for my health, and if all went well, I would be more than willing to come to one of their other holiday fetes. If all went well, I would probably be at parties until after the New Year.
If it didn't go well... well their disappointment would be the least of my problems.